Lets start with this morning, shall we? So this morning I had English class, and needed to print something off in the computer lab before I got there, (because I have no ink in my printer, found out last moment.) So I left about an hour early to stop at dunkin donuts and grab a bite to eat. Well, they were out of jelly filled donuts. So I kindly ask, WHY THE FUCK DON'T YOU HAVE ANY, YOU JUST OPENED. They said, oh, well, our shipment was late yesterday so it couldn't make it, we should have some around noon. I'm like, well that does me no fucking good so I left. So as my day was ruined already, I sped off to the computer lab, to find their servers were fucking down, so I couldn't access the printer from any of the computers there. So with 20 minutes until class, I went to the nearest "County Copy". They didn't open until 8 am, and my class started at 7:30. So I said fuck it, I tried.
As I reach school, I remembered my english teacher has a printer, or so I thought(couldn't remember as I;ve have no brain food to think
). I get to my class, to find we have a sub, so I'm thinking yesssss!!! But come to find out, it was my english teachers SISTER!!!! So she was asked to collect our essays and give them to her as she was in a meeting. I asked the sub if I could get on the teachers computer to print mine off, bad idea. She got into this 15 minute long lecture about how we should ALWAYS be prepared. Blah blah blah. She wouldn't take it, bitch. Anyways, that's only where the fun began. ha.
So pissed off I race to work, (the local depot) get there and find a coke truck (cola, lol) sitting out back and I'm thinking, oh shit.(usually means I'll be unloading it.)
So sure enough, I get inside, and rick (my boss) tells me to unload the rest into the cooler. Now I'm not sure if you kno, but the bottled 20 oz sodas come in egg crate things. Anyway, I'm having a rough day as it is, I get distracted while listening to my iPod, and my boss comes in and, and jumps the living shit outta me for shits and giggles while I was carrying 3 egg crates of cola and pepsi, and down goes the crates along with my pinky caught in the little hole on the right side of the fucker. ouch. Rick hears the crack and asks, WTF are you breaking, I show him my pinky touches the back of my hand and I'm like, MY FUCKING PINKY!! SHIT!!!
So I wrap it up and continue to work, as I need the money, then come home, get it checked out, the doctor says I shouldn't use it much (duh) and to not carry anything heavy for at least a month.
Thus the ending of my story and I leave with working hard, now hardly working
Working hard, now hardly working... 
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